The Crime Of The Century Podcast

The Crime Of The Century Podcast

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The Crime Of The Century Podcast episodes

  • I Imagine You by Lori Yamamoto
    [Verse 1 Uncertainty]
    Will you wait for me?
    Time slips like sand through weak hands
    red light, you vanish
    [Verse 2 Whispers in Shadows]
    Under lamp’s soft glow,
    your voice lingers like faint mist…
    Did I dream your words?
    [Verse 3 Memory’s Fragility]
    If I fail, you’ll fade— 
    no knife can kill what we were,
    but will you still glow?
    [Verse 4. Struggle]
    I compete in vain,
    a translator of heartache…
    Do you hear my plea?
    [Verse 5. Responsibility]
    Heavy on my chest—
    this capital of longing.
    Must I bear it all?
    [Verse 6. Claustrophobic Love]  
    Walls press in, so tight.
    Alone is a room too wide—
    I crave your small breath.
    [Verse 7. Searching]
    The story rewinds:
    I chase ghosts of your presence.
    Creation… or dust?
    [Verse 8. Faith]
    Two souls, one compass—
    still pointing where you last stood.
    Do you feel it too?
    [Verse 9. Longing]
    Only your love stays,
    a shrine in my ribcage’s dark.
    I light it with hope.
    [Verse 10. Eyes Closed, Remembering]
    I shut out the world.
    There—your laugh blooms in the black.
    Don’t fade yet… stay close.
    4 min
  • Every Sunrise Whispers You by Lori Yamamoto
    [Verse 1]
    My dear, I whisper—
    each moment aches without you.
    Love, you’re my heartbeat.
    [Verse 2]
    Only your name stays
    written inside my soul’s scroll
    No one else could fit.
    [Verse 3]
    If you knew my heart,
    how it blooms like spring sakura,
    you’d never doubt me.
    [Verse 4]
    Others bring sweet words,
    but my heart’s a locked treasure—
    you hold the lone key.
    [Verse 5] 
    Darling, impossible!
    No one shines brighter than you
    My moon, my first star
    [Verse 6]
    No replacements bloom
    in this garden made for two 
    Forever yours—true
    [Verse 7]
    My dear, hear this vow
    every sunrise whispers you
    You’re my only home
    3 min
  • The Unwanted Move By Lori Yamamoto
    [Verse 1]
    Green hills rise so high,
    My old town now far away,
    Tears I cannot hide
    [Verse 2]
    Old house, wooden walls,
    Whispers soft, I don't know,
    Where my comfort calls.
    [Verse 3]
    Dad smiles at the trees,
    Mom hums a happy new tune,
    Just the rustling breeze.
    [Verse 4}
    Miso used to purr,
    Close beside me on the bed,
    Now he doesn't stir.
    [Verse 5]
    He explores outside,
    New scents and paths call his name,
    Leaves me here inside.
    [Verse 6]
    Texting Yumi now,
    Words like stones within my chest,
    "Want to go back, how?"
    [Verse 7]
    Their joy is so bright,
    A sunshine I cannot feel,
    Lost in fading light.
    [Verse 8]
    This village sleeps deep,
    But my heart stays wide awake,
    Secrets it will keep.
    [Outro]
    Just a lonely sigh,
    In this old house, I will stay,
    Waiting for goodbye.
    4 min
  • Drift - Lori Yamamoto
    Forms drift in and out,
    Like the ocean's gentle sighs.
    Wanting to look nice,
    Then just wanting fluffy toys,
    Finding calm and who I am.
    Don't want to compete,
    No old hurts, no heavy feat.
    Time can feel so tight,
    But just now is shining bright,
    Learning much and asking friends.
    People help us grow,
    Always kind, you know it's so.
    When I listen close,
    Honest hearts just understand.
    Sadness disappears,
    Just like clouds across the sky.
    Love is soft and true,
    Not a tale they told to me,
    Just this feeling, setting free.
    Here we are, it's true,
    No more numbers to feel blue.
    My heart opened wide,
    Seeing life's sweet, gentle flow.
    Let it pass, like ocean waves.
    4 min
  • Guaraná Antarctica - Lori Yamamoto
    Woke with a yawn, then a little stretch
    Thought about my day, not a single catch
    So much buzzing in my head, like a little bee
    Wish I could just chill, under a cozy tree
    Grabbed a few small things, maybe my favorite pen
    Took a long warm shower, watched the water descend
    Looked in the mirror, felt a little clearer, you know?
    Like a soft melody, playing down below
    Was humming a tune, something sweet and light
    Then remembered a trip, a little travel flight
    Met a friendly face, said "Hello, it's nice to meet"
    They mentioned a soda, a bubbly, fruity treat
    Said it's from Brazil, a place across the blue
    Guaraná Antarctica, a vibrant, happy hue
    [Chorus]
    In Brazil, Guaraná Antarctica
    is the most popular soda pop,
    In Brazil, Guaraná Antarctica
    is the most popular soda pop,
    often considered the national soda.
    Guaraná Antarctica is known for its unique,
    fruity flavor derived from the guarana fruit,
    a natural energy source.
    Guaraná is very popular
    in the Brazilian market
    I told them little things, the clouds inside my day
    They said, maybe this drink will gently drift them away
    And so I paused a bit, let the quiet notes play
    Said, "Tell me some more, where could I find it, hey?"
    "Oh, you can look around, here and maybe there
    It's a pretty common drink, a bubbly kind of care"
    [Chorus]
    In Brazil, Guaraná Antarctica
    is the most popular soda pop,
    In Brazil, Guaraná Antarctica
    is the most popular soda pop,
    often considered the national soda.
    Guaraná Antarctica is known for its unique,
    fruity flavor derived from the guarana fruit,
    a natural energy source.
    Guaraná is very popular
    in the Brazilian market
    I smiled and said, "Sounds nice, maybe we could share a sip?"
    Then I gave a little wave, a friendly little skip
    I need Guaraná Antarctica, a little happy in my day
    Hopped on a bus, thinking of sun's happy rays
    "Maybe Sao Paulo? Somewhere sunny and so bright"
    A busy place they say, filled with colorful light
    Where the music's soft, and the air feels warm and free
    Met some friendly folks, just smiling back at me
    Ana, Fabiola, Luciana, a gentle, kind array
    Sharing little stories, at the close of day
    Pedro, Leo, Bruno and me, just enjoying the breeze
    Sipping sweet soda, putting our minds at ease
    Felt a little lighter, like a carefree song
    With happy little thoughts just gently floating along
    Someone said, "Lori Yamamoto, you're so kind"
    I just giggled softly, leaving worries behind
    We were chatting and laughing, with easy, gentle grace
    Another friendly face smiled in that happy place
    They said, "Lori Yamamoto, you're so sweet and true"
    I just blushed a little, and I said "Oh, thank you,"
    Then I walked to my room, with my thoughts all aglow
    Opened up the door, what did the soft light show?
    A little note of kindness, tucked upon the wall
    Then I pulled back the covers, heard a gentle call
    Reached for my notebook, with a soft and quiet sigh
    Drew a little picture of the moon up in the sky
    Felt a little sleepy, like a cozy, gentle hum
    Then I woke up slow, like the morning sun had come
    I need Guaraná Antarctica, a little sweet inside
    I need Guaraná Antarctica, where happy thoughts reside
    I need, I need, I need more Guaraná Antarctica
    One more time
    11 min
  • Waves of Serenity - Lori Yamamoto
    Myriad forms appear,
    Like soft waves upon the blue.
    Chasing pretty things,
    Then just wanting to relax,
    Breathing deep, just being me.
    No need for the game,
    No sad past, no heavy name.
    Time, a little cage,
    But right now is all there is,
    Learning life, and asking help.
    Friends are oh so dear,
    Always there to lend an ear.
    Listening hearts meet,
    No hard words, just gentle truth.
    This sad feeling fades,
    Just like shadows in the sun.
    Love is soft and real,
    Not a story I was told,
    Just this moment, setting free.
    Here we are, you see,
    No more rules to make me frown.
    Heart unlocked at last,
    Seeing joy in simple things.
    Feel it go, like ocean waves.
    4 min
  • Pastoral by Lori Yamamoto
    A captured moment,
    Wildflowers blooming all around,
    A vision I see.
    Words then whispered in my soul,
    Of feelings making me whole.
    A message then sent,
    I love it, beauty so clear.
    A tender soft plea,
    What feelings rise in your heart,
    From this wildflower work of art?
    This image held fast,
    Wild blooms paint a vibrant scene,
    My feelings take flight.
    The music drifts, a soft hue,
    Chasing shadows, fresh and new.
    Oh really came soft,
    What feelings does it impart?
    To new worlds I'm drawn,
    Where wildflower magic weaves,
    Our bond the comfort that believes.
    Describe our love now,
    Amidst this floral bright array
    A constant true guide.
    Not harsh, but gentle and free,
    Yet for known, a memory.
    Though beauty abounds,
    Wild petals in sunlit space,
    A yearning I find.
    Your presence, a sweet soft calm,
    Protecting us from all harm.
    A fairytale scene,
    Of blue fabric, flowers bright,
    Sun's golden soft gleam.
    Does this new vision inspire?
    Sweet memories taking fire.
    Glad you liked it so,
    A moment held in the bloom,
    Memories arise.
    Our love, like wildflowers so free,
    Forever I'll cherish thee.
    6 min
  • Eternal Moment by Lori Yamamoto
    If the plum blossoms
    could only stay unchanged,
    how gladly I’d forget
    the drifting world’s sorrows—
    For every moment without you near,
    but the spring wind always blows.
    In the meadow
    where young herbs sprout,
    I pluck them with you—
    if only time could stop,
    and this moment last forever.
    My heart feels light, my spirit free,
    Just being close, my sweet with thee
    Watching the moon,I suddenly feel—
    as if we’ve shared
    a thousand nights
    of gazing together.
    Each silent glance, a tender art,
    A timeless bond within my heart.
    The flowers withered,
    their color faded away,
    And like their petals, I felt frail,while meaninglessly
    I spent my days in the world
    A lonely ship with sails unfurled,
    and the long rains were falling.
    Until your sunshine dried my tears,
    And banished all my lonely fears.
    5 min

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